High Tides

S Porcupines of daylight shoot quills of crawling tint P ruffled flashes pull me in swamps of anxieties L I hide my burdened clutter of aged emotions A fretting over black clouds hovering upon consequences S silhouettes simmer into stones slithering in my restless mind H I shiver as their whispers roar into my ears E hallucinations or debts of whirlwind realities S they sweep me away with their abysmal flow at dawn O The fervent wind unlocks tainted doors of my heart F S*p*l*a*s*h! D r o w n i n g me in blue memories D Torrents of wisdom in sparkling oceans of azure morning A Transient, timeless, exuberant mist of reborn molecules W Glimpses of shimmering trees around oasis in sand dunes N Celestial spheroids, divine loops, sprinkling rhythms ~ Aesop's fables plagued by hopelessness of crawling blood S I struggle to breathe free beyond wearied unyielding windows P Oh the Lady of Shalott needs to confront the curse L A dive into the ocean where galaxies collide with dreams A S*p*l*a*s*h! F l o a t i n g years on my face S Fluttering hopes, orchids of intuition in parallel waves H enchanted by seagulls gulping yellowed torn pages E rapids and ravines in colored waterfalls of ink S musk soaked snowflakes over white patches of mauve musings O withering moss, sparkling dew on lilies of oscillations F my engulfed soul emerges from cacophonies of hibernation D sweat-soaked Albatross of dreams in lavender skies U declutters halo of renewed pages in panacea of twilight S I swim through frozen nights melting my hopes and fears K Paraphernalia of conquests and cobwebs in solidarity ~ of an individual or a species in multitudes pays old debts R S*p*l*a*s*h! The series in parallel universes E I find my tranquil shore with drooping eyes in a calm soul E Wet fingers unable to write anymore but ink rushes through veins M Words drip from my pen with waves tossing them around in splashes E Effervescence of my yearning relieved on a fragrant night R Lilac hues of dawn reach me in a gossamer veil of light G The surge of my muse lulls to sleep for now as the chandelier dims E S p l a s h s u b s i d e s... ~ I f l o a t in dreams till my muse rushes again. BRIAN'S M WINNER: 1st